Kitten Chronicles Book 1: The Power Of Four

Cherrylight

"Cherrylight stop lagging behind!" Hisses Russetfoot. I pant trying to catch up, not used to the ornery she-cat's pace.
  'Who put mouse bile in her fresh kill?' I wonder angrily. As we grow closer to Thunderclan and Shadowclan border, My fur rises unnaturally. I have had my doubts about Emberstar before, I hope no trouble appears.
  Blackstar sent out a Thank you patrol to Thunderclan to thank the apprentices for helping in the Beaver attack earlier this morning. Two lone apprentices from Thunderclan saved us. All I remember as a Beaver stood over me hissing, a flash of white yowls in anger as it rakes claws against the angry monster. I believe Icepaw was her name.
  We pad slowly outside the bramble wall. Owlpaw, a Skinny apprentice squeals in terror. Turning tail and running, A mixed flash of Orange and white fly out of the entrance, hissing.
  "Oh it's you!" The little white apprentice mews.
  "Lilystep!" Yowls the Bright orange apprentice. A Cream colored she-cat scrambles out of the entrance.
  Russetfur steps forward. "We wanted to thank you for saving us." She meows politely.
"That is very kind Russetfur." Lilystep hotly replies.
  "Is that for us?" Squeaks Icepaw. I nod and push the heavy weasel towards them.
"Thank you for your kindness, but Thunderclan is thriving." Firepaw ignorantly says.
  Glaring at her friend, Icepaw says "No thank you. I will take it instead.".
I stifle a mrrow of laughter, They sound like elders the way the bicker.